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though hounds still went on, for we were running straight 

 for " 



" The railway cutting," I cried. 



" Yes, sir, straight for the railway cutting. 



" ' Tom ! ' I shouted, ' you can't get over ! ' 



" ' It's all right ! ' he shouted back. ' Come on, sir,' to 

 Onslow ; ' I know a way.' What madness was he up to ? 

 Then I saw him draw back to Onslow as the latter 

 slackened his pace ; he leant over and spoke to him, then, 

 raising his whip, he flogged the man's horse unmercifully, 

 as he at the same time crammed the spurs into his own 

 mare's flanks. A few paces from the hedge I saw Onslow 

 slacken his pace, but Day leant over him and seized the 

 reins, a cry of terror broke from the unhappy man, and both 

 horses with their riders disappeared. 



" But our horror was not yet complete, for there was ]\Irs. 

 Onslow making desperate straggles to stop her own horse, 

 who was bent on following the others. Dashing in the spurs, 

 I raced to her assistance, in the hope that I might cannon 

 into them and stop the fatal leap. But 'twas too late ; my 

 own horse swerved from the fence, and over to her death 

 went that fair young thing. 



" That's all, sir. They were all dead when somebody got 

 to them, both horses and human heinous." 



